-Jafaar's POV-
I’d been at this crib for two hours trying to figure out how to put it together. It was taking every ounce of my patience not to smash the bloody thing into bloody smithereens! But Jo was there, and Jas had awakened from her nap.
Another lad probably would have been embarrassed to have had such a difficult time putting the bloody thing together in front of a woman that they were overly fond of. Somehow, Journee made it easy to accept the fact that I was not the best at this sort of thing. Well, that and the fact that I was too frustrated with the stupid instructions to be embarrassed.
“Fajitas are almost done.” she said, coming back into the living room. “Well, technically, everything’s done, but I put it in the oven for when you’re ready to take a break.”
She sat acr
